SNOWWWWWW!!!!!!!!

there is currently SO much snow on our front lawn.
it started yesterday morning, and it's still going!
yesterday the wind was carriying the snow down the road
at about 7 MPH, and it's only died down to about five!
theres about two feet of snow in the front yard,
probably more in the back, and theres so much
that we had trouble opening the front door!
better yet? the cardinals flocking in our backyard make it really pretty! :-)

Update: my brother just went in the backyard.
he came back in, though, because it took him ten
minutes to walk through ten feet of snow.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

to all, and to all a good night. :-P
my christmas this year was EPIC, and it's still not over.
i can't list all the awesome gifts i got, so i'll pick
three at random. eenie meenie minie moe...
okay. i got a wig, (a really fancy one.) those fancy japanese
socks with the big toe seperate, (VERY comfortable!)
and the ninth yotsuba book! (SQUEEEE!) i also discovered
that the author of yotsuba is gonna keep writing more!
i thought nine would've been an odd number to stop at!
anyhoo, about my christmas. our family has three christmas every year.
why? first we celebrate christmas eve at our aunt sally's house, (it's some german thing.)
then we celebrate christmas at home, and then we celebrate christmas
again at my grandma coulter's house. three times the presents! :-P
one last thing. this year, our tree was HUGE! how huge?
it was nine feet when we got it, and we had to chop off a foot,
cause we had to turn it sideways to fit it in the house!
i love christmas. :-D

ANOTHER POST!

yet another little update on my life.
my brother and my dad are doing something strange
in the front room. i just heard the sound of something
tapping loudly, then a scream and something dropping
on the floor, and then my brother singing.
o_O

UPDATE: my foot still hurts from the splinter,
and i just found out it was probably my dad
and my brother leaving for Stop & Shop

Toys

more posts!
okay, so me and my brother have become
fascinated with old fashioned toys and games,
following the invention of my brothers
super-tops. anyways, i would like to ask anyone who can
to comment on interesting old fashioned toys and games.
many thanks, and may you live long and prosper.
:-P

Picture

ahhh! the picture of me on this blog is so outdated!
the world shall come to an end!
kidding! but seriously, i need to get a new picture up here,
because i no longer look like that.

Splinters & Tops

hi! last night i got the biggest splinter ever.
it was about as long as this: I and wider than i've ever seen.
it hurt like hell to pull it out, and it bled too.
anyway, today i discovered that my brother is a top genius!
he has designed and built a variety of tops, that look cooler,
spin faster and stay up longer than the storebought variety.
he is currently designing tops specifically
for use in top battles. he also invented something called runners,
that is to say, it's like a large, thick coin with handles on the sides,
and when you spin the handles, it runs across the floor
as a single wheel. my brother is a genius! :-D

Bonsai & Petz5

guess what? my friend lucy just gave me a christmas present!
and guess what else? it's the best present ever!
guess what it is? it's a bonsai!
a cute little bonsai tree named Tohru!
(thats Tohru Chan, to you!)
happiness and joy!

more happiness too!
theres a game called Petz5, (best game ever.)
in which you own
and take care of virtual pets, right? well,
i recently installed the game on my computer,
and on mine, everytime i adopt a pet, exit the game
and come back later, its gone. sad, right?
wrong! because my brother installed it on his computer
for me, and now we're raising a young sheepdog named Mishi!
he is very cute, and athletic. i can't wait to see
what he looks like when he grows up! yay!

Yummies!!!

hi! little update on my life here.
my mom just came back from the store,
bringing with her kitkats, soup, sardines and marshmallows.
i wuvs my mommy. :-P

Documentaries & Anime.

hii! it's me again!
so, i've been spending a lot of time on netflix,
(if you don't know what it is, look it up.
i don't feel like explaining. :-P) and i recently found
this show called "Fruits Basket",
and it is TOTAL AWESOMENESS! i mean seriously,
it's good. it's about a family called the Sohma's,
who are under a curse. each of them is possesed
by the spirits of the chinese zodiac, so that
when they are under stress, or are hugged by members
of the opposite gender, they transform
into the animal of the chinese zodiac whose year they were born under.
the story is that a girl called tohru, stumbles upon them while living
in a tent, and soon ends up living with them. so i watched the
entire season, (theres only one. waaahh!) and after that i was still
craving more. until i found out that the show came from a
Shojo Manga series! (look up what that is. i don't feel like explaining.)
it turns out, that while there are 23 books in the series,
the tv show only covered the first eight, so i'm
looking forward to reading more. yay! you guys should really read it.
i have no doubt that you can find it at your local library,
as did i. okay, now to blabber on about documentaries.
i also found a lot of documentaries on netflix,
and found that it is my favorite genre. they are very informative,
especially this one i found called "dogs decoded."
in the movie, it tells us:

Dogs may bark solely to communicate with us.

A corporation in i-don't-know-where has been working
for half a century to domesticate silver foxes,
and has so far succeded.

if dogs were not domesticated, modern civilization
would not be possible. (watch it to find out why!)

and so, i end my post. goodbye, goodbye!
*blows kisses to the crowd*

oh, and before i go, the winner of the last poll was pencil.
pencil, give yourself a big hand! yay.
now please direct your attention once more in the
direction of the polls...

Poems and Words.

Hi! check out this poem i just wrote:

Treasures of the Sea.

Underwater, crystal clear,

such wonderous things i see and hear.

the click of dolphins, sweet and true, fills my ears with their sweet music.

swimming together, spiraling round, jump out of the water then touch the ground.

schools of silver fish swimming, never leaving even one behind,

all of them, each one fish, yet sharing just one silver mind.

coral reefs, filled with rainbows, made up of such colorful fish.

see the oysters covering the ground, each contains a little wish.

the whales they sing a lovely song, one for all the fish to hear.

they don't notice, but for me, it's music to my human ears.

underwater ruins, a castle covered in mold,

paintings line it's rocky walls, telling tales of old.

each little fish unique, each coral bush a treasure,

the sea is filled with beautiful things, too many, too great to measure.

so, what did you think?
on another note, i recently adopted the words
"Acrasial", meaning in a bad mood or having a bad disposition, and "quaeritate"
meaning to ask.
how? http://savethewords.org/
Save the words is a nonprofit organization
that dedicates itself to saving words that have been, or are being
taken out of the dictionary. to adopt a word, go there,
log in a pick a word from the many displayed before you.
make sure you pick a word you can use in conversation as
frequently as you can, so it doesn't die out,
and click "spread the word" to find out ways to help
spread your little orphan word! thanks to everyone who takes my advice.

Weird poem.

i just made this up, on the spot:

alas, i see that you and are destined to become monkeys!
with tufts of hair upon our heads.
perhaps i shall wear mine in dreads?
whee whee, climb a tree bring bananas down.
run circles round the lowly snails, round and round and round.
pick a jewel encrusted plum, me a ruby date.
being a monkey will be so fun, i can hardly stand to wait!
run around, make monkey sounds, and play tag with the apes.
we will have no bedtime, and so we'll wake up late!
pick a coconut, and open it with a stick. drink the juice and let it drip,
drip drip dribble down my chin. see the coconut bowl, with coconut meat in.
alas, i see, that you and me are destined to become monkeys.
but now i see, i really should be filled with glee.

BOOK!

guess what? my dad helped my do some editing,
so now my book has 31 pages! yay!

NaNoWriMo

Hooray! i just finished my book!

at 7 chapters, 24 pages and 13,339 words, it's the longest book i've ever written,

not to mention the best. i'll be printing it out soon, so that

family members and friends can read it.

it was hard, at times. there was this one period where i just had no ideas whatsoever.

but i remedied that soon enough, and lucky too, because if i hadn't,

i wouldn't have gotten the lovely badge you see at the top of the page.

even better, Nanowrimo says they'll print my book! yessssssss.

and BTW, if you're reading this blog, love books and are 17 and under,

go here: http://ywp.nanowrimo.org/

Unicycles

i forgot to say something important in that last post!
i am learning to ride the unicycle! i'm doing well too. i can almost ride on my own for a full second!

Crayons & Spice Shelves.

As of late, my artwork has begun to revert to our most primitive drawing tool:
The Crayon.
you know, that brightly colored little stick of wax that you used when you were two years old,
and usually ended up on the walls or in the toilet.
i remember a long time ago, i loved drawing even more than i do now.
so one day, my mom took a huge piece of white paper, and put it up on the wall for me to draw on. i was ecstatic, and immediately began drawing things that were supposed to be people,
but looked more like a deformed Mr. Potato Head. Nevertheless, i was happy,
and kept drawing for what seemed like only minutes, but was probably hours.
then my grandma scully walked in. unfortunatly, the wall back then was the same color as the piece of paper, so she thinks i'm writing on the wall. thats as far as my memory goes,
but i'm sure that whatever happened afterwards was funny.
no one really appreciates the humble crayon anymore. they are regarded as a childish and primitive way to draw, something for children six and under. however, the crayon is underestimated, as i will now demonstrate: the only thing i can see wrong with a crayon, is that it is noneraseable, and i have no doubt that the technology to erase crayons will be invented someday, or even already has without my knowing. after noneraseability, it's pros are near endless. first of all, Crayons come in all sorts of imaginative colors, even the color of skin, thus making your creations even more vibrant and beautiful. i have no idea what vibrant means, but i'm pretty sure it fits into this sentence. second of all, many crayon boxes nowadays come with sharpeners on the back, to help your crayons lead long happy lives. third of all, even if you are a truly enthusiastic artist and are eventually left with a "nub", (the short stump of wax you are left with when a crayon is past it's prime) modern technology has invented a machine that you, yes you can use to melt the crayons together and create a rainbow, or to melt nubs of one color together and create a new one. yes, crayons truly are misunderstood. like the seemingly lowly rat, or the supposedly lazy sloth. (that's right, sloths are not really lazy. they sleep about as much as you or i, but sleep in small cat naps throughout the day, instead of one long period at night.) so the next time you see a crayon, if you are compelled to, give in to that primitive instinct left over from your early days, and draw!
now then, before i start talking about Spice Shelves, i would like to inform everyone that i am bringing the polls back. they will be stationed to the right of the posts, and i hope you will all vote on them. thank you.
now to explain what i mean about spice shelves. today we went to Stop and Shop.
it started out as an expedition for pie ingredients, but turned into a full scale shopping trip.
as we were walking down one of the aisles, i noticed something. the spice thingies, you know, those contraptions that roll down a new spice bottle every time you take one, were askew.
i found pepper in the cumin, curry powder in the garlic powder, bottles not evenly packed in together, but piled on top of each other, and one Contraption without any spice actually in it, but with a few small jars of pepper just sitting there. so i happily stood there rearranging them until my brother dragged me away. not literally dragged me, but the verbal equivelant of such.
and that is the end of my story. but before i go, i would like to ask the readers of my blog to comment about any interesting crayon facts they know. tip: sure generic crayons are cool, but crayola is a goldmine of facts. thank you!

Dramatic Scene.

I remember the smell of smoke. of burned bodies and blood.
i remember the bodies of millions of dead warriors,
who had rushed into battle without thinking, their only goal
to protect our kingdom.
i remember tears rolling down my cheeks, as i thought to myself,
"what is happening?" suddenly, my mother rushed toward me and picked me up, still running.
i tried to ask her what was going on, but she silenced me,
and tears began to fill her eyes.
she ran for miles, or so it seemed, until finally, she stopped.
she stood as still as a rock. looked left, then right,
and put me behind a bush, telling me to stay there, and be quiet.
i waited, obediently, until i heard a scream, the sound of a blade swishing through the air,
and then, blood. my mother's blood, Splattered across my face.
i looked down in horror, and sat there for a minute, in shock,
not believing what had just happened.
then i got up, and began walking back toward the kingdom,
being careful to tiptoe around my mother's body without looking.
i wanted my father. i wanted to bury my face in his shirt, and cry until
i didn't miss her anymore, but after hours of desperatly searching the castle top to bottom,
i found nothing. in despair, i curled up in a corner and cried.
someone heard me, and rushed toward my corner, picking me up and rocking me back and forth. i opened my eyes to find that it was my nanny, alana.
"wheres daddy?" i asked, tears still filling my eyes.
"i don't know." she said, still rocking me back and forth. "i don't know."

aaaand, scene!

Sardines & Cardinals.

hello! you will all be glad to hear that Owen's leg is expected to heal very soon.
he's standing now, not walking but standing, and can put some weight on his
casted leg. it no longer hurts at all, so he's taken to scooting around the house
instead of using his wheelchair.
anyway, let's talk about something relevant to the title.
first: Cardinals.
a long time ago my dad made a sort of bottomless cage
to keep plants in, so that the squirrels don't get them.
since then we have just kept it outside, not really doing anything with it.
today we were raking the backyard, when i saw a Cardinal stuck in the cage!
it was flying around, desperately trying to escape, and eventually got itself
caught in a hole in the cage, that, unfortunatly, wasn't big enough for it to get out.
so i ran to get my mom, using the back door because i thought it would be quicker.
turns out the door was locked and i had to ring the bell and knock on the door
for a very long time before mom would answer the door.
when she saw the cardinal she asked me to go get a pair of gloves, so i could hold the bird,
while she got something to cut it free. luckily though, it freed
itself from the hole by the time we got back, and was flying around the inside of the cage again.
and so it was as easy as lifting the cage.
it flew away without so much as a thank you, but it felt good to help a creature in need.
plus, i got to see a cardinal REALLY close up!
now, for sardines.
ever since my mom developed a taste for sardines, she has been nagging me to try them.
well today i finally did, and it turned out, if they're skinless and boneless,
and packed in water, although my mom says olive oil is better,
they look and taste just like tiny salmon! and that is how i developed a taste for sardines.
on one last note, i am writing a book for the NaNoWriMo young writers program.
so far, i have somewhere around 10,000 words. all i know is, it's more than ten thousand,
which is my word goal, and that is good.
bye for now! expect another post which is really just a dramatic scene i dreamed up in the car.

Tibia.

OMG PPL! owen is having the worst day. why? he broke his leg.
his tibia is fractured in two places. ouch. he was screaming his head off, but everyone thought it was twisted except me. <:( now he's laying on the couch playing video games. any movement puts his leg in pain, so we can't use the couch now. he has commented that his current condition makes him an easy target for cabin fever. rough. :-(

BUGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

We have a lot of bugs in our house latley.
it started when my friend gave me a monarch caterpillar who i named simon. monarchs are my favorite!
then one day we discovered that there is a cricket in our backroom, who i named camren.
then, (this is funny, guys!) we went to the farmers market and on one of the cabbages we found the cocoon of a cabbage moth. they let us take home the leaf it was on. i named the cocoon sally.
finally, today when mom was watering the plants, she noticed a caterpillar on the parsley.
long story short, its a Black Swallowtail, (moms favorite!) whom i call selena.
also, i have a spider-plant outside called courtney, right? well today it sprouted a long stem
(roughly 24 inches) with pretty white flowers, some still budding. i'm starting to doubt that its a spider plant because i've never heard of them doing that. if you have, or if you know what kind of plant it is, please comment!!!!!!!

Words words and words.

Ok. today i showed my dad that i was reading 20,000 leauges under the sea,
and i told him i had found three new words for my collection (now with 217 words!)
so we started looking up pictures of wierd fish. (wait for it!)
but then my mom asked what a league was, and we looked it up. pretty soon, we were looking up interesting words and stuff on the internet. heres some pretty impressive ones.

Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia which, ironically, is the fear of long words.

Floccinaucinihilipilification

Antidisestablishmentarianism

and, psuedofollicular.

but the longest word in the world, containing over 1,800 letters, is;

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one thing. does anyone here know what Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious means?
if you don't know, just make it up. either way, send it in as a comment so me, and other readers of this blog can see. thanks!

Bugs and Challah.

last night i had the wierdest dream.
i was trying to raise baby animals in a jar, see?
well actually, they were snails, and bugs called ravens that sting you. but then the raven bugs got out, and i chased them until i found this valley, full of talking animals in bunk beds. then, for some reason, the whole dream shifted to the topic of raisin challah.

Tape and feet.

hi hi hi! OMG i haven't posted in SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO long.
ok, well maybe i'm exaggerating just a little.
nah, probably not.
anyway, last month, or possibly earlier,
we were going to the park with my cousin nate. (and at the same time introducing him
to my friend K and her kids L A E and R.) so when we leave, we get in the car.
i'm sitting in the front to make room for owen and nate.
i try to shut the door, but it won't shut all the way. one more time,
and we realize it's broken. so i have to squeeze myself into the backseat while mom tapes
and ties the door shut. so we drive to the mechanics, drop off the car, and walk home.
also, while we were walking, owen (and possibly nate too) had his shirt pulled up over his head,
made up to look like a turban. why? we were stuck trekking the desert to get home
because our camel had a meltdown and had to be dropped off at the trainers.

another thing that happened:
recently i realized that my shoes had shrunk.
a quick examination showed that my feet are now bigger than mom's.
cool, huh?

Exercise.

Hi everyone! remember i told you about my futon? and i think i told you that
dad hurt his ankle
carrying it, right? so, up until yesterday, he was using crutches, so now, since he isn't,
I'm going to try and use them as much as possible, for exercise.
on another note, did anyone out there know that Ben Franklin was the only founding father to get into a sports hall of fame? why? he only discovered the benefits of exercise and revouloutinized swimming by inventing swim flippers.

Web Log = We Blog

Hi everyone! i just realized something. it's been *counts* a little less than three years since this blog was started, on december 12th 2007.
does anyone else remember the first post?

Hi everybody! I'm new here so lemme tell you a little about me.i am nine years old and my favorite pastime is web surfing.i also enjoy writing stories about my made up characters Mr. slippery, jubjub and sound effects girlplus the occasional guide. i'm a huge social kind of person and my idea of a REALLY fun time is reading or just hanging out with some friends!

i wasn't big on punctuation or grammer back then.
does anyone else realize that a blog is way better than a diary?
2 reasons:

1. you're actually talking to someone
2. it's easier to write with a keyboard

huh.

Futon

I have a futon now. it is extra wide, but not double,
but it's a little short. it's actually more comfortable then a regular bed,
and i especially like that it's so near the floor. i enjoy beds that deviate from the average.
such as the loft i got when i was 7, and the futon i'm using now.
on another note, i'm writing a new book. it's called "Sienna Bloom and the Pendant of Lightforest." i got the idea from a dream.

A Solitary Rose

A Solitary Rose.

alas, a solitary rose blooms in a secret garden. the door to this wonderful place, filling over with crocuses and orchids is sealed, so that no one may behold it’s beauty.
This rose is unique, for it blooms with the stripes of the tiger, standing four feet tall.
Yet the door to this wonderful place is sealed, so that no one may behold it’s beauty.
The cattails standing near the pond, with a waterfall at the mouth, are swaying to and fro in the gentle breeze, entertaining the coy, swimming in the sparkling blue water
Beneath lily-pad umbrellas. Yet the door to this wonderful place is sealed, so that no one may behold it’s beauty. The way through this garden is paved with beach pebbles,
And trimmed at the edges with flowers and grass. The sun shines in patterns,
Through the leaves of a weeping willow tree, which houses a nest of wrens, twittering amongst themselves. Yet the door to this wonderful place is sealed, so that no one may behold it’s beauty. the ivy creeps up and over the brick fence,
Greeting those lucky enough to find the garden. Yet the door to this wonderful place
Is sealed, so that no one may behold it’s beauty.
Yet someone years before must have created this garden, planted the ivy and the willow tree, paved the pebble roads, added the coy to the pond, and tended the tiger-striped rose.
It was i, who created this garden you see, many years before. And though the door to this place is sealed, so that no one but me may behold it’s beauty, some day, it will open, for all to enjoy. Young boys will climb over the fence, as the ivy does,
Young girls will climb the willow tree, and watch the wrens in their nest.
Parents shall watch the coy in the pond, and feed them bread.
And all shall behold the beauty, of the tiger-striped rose.

Camping

As of saturday, me and the other girl scouts went CAMPING! yay! we got to row a boat, and roast marshmallows, and square dance. :-P i just came home today.

dirt!

I've hit paydirt! well, no, not really. however, me and my trusty shovel have managed to dig up some claydirt! theres a practical mine of it in the backyard under the dogwood tree.
the perfect thing to do on a hot summers day. well, actually, its 7:55 PM. and its spring :-P
anyway, does anyone know how to turn it into just plain clay? i'm stuck at that point.
i've also found a ton of worms for moms bucket garden. one particular plant is gonna thrive!

FISH!!!!!!!!!

guess what guess what guess whaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?????
WE GOT FISH!!!!!!!
two of them. one is mine, alex, with a white tail. and one is owen's, dave, with only white tips on his tail. we keep them in my room :D

ROCKNAPPED! not anymore.

we just got a call from the meuseum, saying they had found my rock, so we went there,
and it turns out they had put her on the front desk as a paperweight.
the lady at the front desk was sad to see her go, because she said that my rock had been a great conversation piece. so i made another rock, alex, who i'm going to drop off as soon as i get the chance. on another note, owen has melted his rasberry sorbet, and added potato chips.
he's a chef. :-P

ROCKNAPPED!!!!

my pet rock, caddy, got rocknapped!
we left her on top of the car in a little red seat, eating a cookie.
and when we came back, she was gone!
just so everyone knows, she was on top of a silver car with no handles on the back doors,
we were at the morris museum, and caddy was a medium sized sandstone with a flat back,
pom pom ears, glued on construction paper eyes, a funny little cat mouth, whiskers, (maybe. she might not have whiskers.) and spots. theres probably a glue mark on her bottom from a tail that used to be there. if anyone knows where she is, please tell me!
there is a bright side to all this, though. i now have a new pet rock, Ariana.
she's an orange beachstone, and she's not so heavily decorated. (just googly eyes.)
shes smaller so she's easier to carry around, and she is a bit cuter than caddy,
but i still miss her. :(
we told the mueseum i had lost her, and they're looking.
i'll write about it if they find her.

more pet rocks!

Everything you need to know about pet rocks.

Choosing a pet rock.
With all the breeds available, it is important to choose one that is a good fit for your family. If your space is limited, choose one of the smaller breeds. But even if you’re an apartment dweller, a well-trained pet can adapt to your space limitations.
No worries if you have a family member with allergies. Pet rocks are completely allergen free. Use caution if you have family members who are involved in any kind of a throwing sport. Windows and precious glass heirlooms can be inadvertently destroyed by indoor games of “catch.” If you need to know what breed a rock is, just leave a comment.

Sources of pet rocks.
Originally, the pet rock was only available through a limited channel of distribution. It’s no longer necessary to purchase the high-priced purebreds. Friendly pets can be found in unexpected places. The first place to check is an organization dedicated to animal rescue. Many people have tired of their pets or have moved and no longer have room for a pet.
You can improve the lot of these abandoned pets and feel good about adopting. The advantage of using this source is that the pets will already be spayed or neutered, and will be vaccinated against rock pox. Be sure to check for signs of abuse before deciding on a pet. Common indicators are chips or markings from crayons or permanent markers. Not to be confused with tattoos that artistic owners have applied to give individuality to their pet.
Since many pets have escaped into the wild, you may be able to locate a feral rock. If you have the patience, you can domesticate a feral pet. You need have no fears that it will turn on you.

Caring for your pet rock(s).
it is important to name your pet rock. A name helps define the personality of your pet and is one of the biggest decisions you can make when it comes to your pet rock.
Don’t name your pet anything silly. Rocks are very sensitive about this, so that means no spike, no lulu, no princess, no rover, and definitly no stoney, rocky, or granite.
After naming your pet rock, you want to further help define his or her personality by decorating your pet rock. Your pet rock's identity can be developed through different eyes, outfits, and coloring. You can paint your pet rock or make different fabrics or paper outfits for him or her. If you really want your pet rock to be unique,
You can give him/her little tattoo’s on his/her side. Make sure you ask your pet rock before doing this, because some pet rocks are afraid of it.
Create an environment for your pet rock. Make him or her a bed, some toys, or anything else to make him or her comfortable in his or her new home.
Then, there’s the matter of food and water. Two dishes in your pets habitat, One with water, and one with cereal, will do. For treats, pizza and carrots are good.
Make sure that your pet rock gets lots of exercise and socialization. Your pet will love to spend time with your family. Be sure to include him or her in family activities. Their exercise needs are minimal, but rocks can still benefit from it. remember, your pet can benefit as much from a hamster ball as it can from some outside time. also Plan play dates with other pet rocks or consider getting a second pet rock for him or her to play with and exercise with. But remember, when getting a second pet rock, if they are separate genders than be sure to either keep them in separate habitats, or spay/neuter one of them.
For grooming, Bathe your pet rock(s) daily with a mixture of hand sanitizer, soap, water and a little bit of lotion. You don't want to bathe it too often, for it will start to erode and leave you with a pet pebble.
Although pet rocks are not as popular as they once were, they still run the risk of rocknapping. Watch your rock carefully when in crowded public places. If you go to a rock park, make sure you keep it on a leash.

Breeding your pet rocks.
To breed rocks, get your pet rock. Is it a boy or a girl? If it's a boy, find a rock that is similar sized and draw a face on your new female rock with Sharpies. Add whatever you want on her, like makeup, or hair, for example. If it's a girl, make a boy rock with hair and eyes and stuff like that.
Find a small box that both rocks will fit in that has enough room for each rock's personal space. You can choose the five minute process for rock mating, which results in around four baby rocks, or the three hour process, which usually ends up around eight babies. If your rocks have been spayed and neutered, you can adopt babies.
Find the amount of smaller rocks your rocks mated for. If you did the five minute process, your rocks should have four to five babies, if you did the three hour process, find eight to nine smaller rocks. Draw faces, name the babies, and let the parents meet and bond with them. (If your rocks adopted, do the same.)
Female rocks have a strong maternal instinct, so they will easily care for the pebbles.
Remember, your rocks will now have a family, so a bigger box (or wherever else they live) is necessary. I would suggest one room for the parents, one for the boy pebbles, and one for the girl pebbles.

Making a home for your pet rock.
There are many things you can make a home for a rock out of.
I use a plastic box, no bedding, and a bed made of a scarf.
Most people would suggest a cardboard box, lined with cloth.
And you can also use a wooden box, lined with fleece.
For people who want to go all out, go to the pet store and buy a cage.
Pet rocks do well pretty much anywhere, so you can buy a bird cage, a fish tank, a hamster cage, or whatever else you want. There is no limit to the different homes you can make for your pet! Except money, of course. And comfort. Never make your pet rock live in a home that will not be comfortable for them.

How long will a rock live?
How long will a pet rock live? Well, With the proper care, your pet rock can be expected to live forever. This is not just a decision for you, as a pet owner. This is a commitment by your whole family and your heirs to provide for the ongoing needs of your pet. Just like parrots, a pet rock will often outlive its owner. Learning how to care for a pet rock is the most significant thing you can do for the quality of your pet’s life and your own.
Remember, your rock is part of the family now, and should be treated as such.
I hope you found my advice helpful.

My story! (finally)

Chapter one:
Svendoolia.

“okay, I can do this. It’s just a basement.”
I looked down into the creepy chasm of dark doom.
I took a deep breath, and went down the first step. As I descended, I thought to myself,
“why the heck does the sled have to be kept down here?” and I had a point, you know.
As my feet touched the floor I heard a crunch. I think we all know what that came from.
“darn mice.” I hopped over the laundry pile, and ducked under the lamp. “oh! Lamp! Duh.” I pulled the cord, and suddenly, there was light. “much better!” then, I looked in the corner, where the sled usually was. Instead, I saw a long pole. No, two long poles.
With faces. And, by then I was pretty sure they were people, not poles.
“what are you two doing in my basement?” one of them stepped forward. “you’ll find out soon enough.” She said, and snapped her fingers. Suddenly, the entire room was colorful, then wavy, and then it disappeared. All I could See now, was waves of color, and flashes of my house, some stars, and I think Saturn. “what the heck is this?” I shouted to no one in particular. “why, this is the space warp! Haven’t you ever seen one before?”
“no!” now I was panicking. Whoever these people were, were kidnapping me,
And wherever I was, was not earth. “oh! I’m sorry! We haven’t introduced ourselves!”
One said. “my name is Kitten. Queen Kitten, of Totoro. And this is Queen Sunset of Anastar. We’ve come here from the planet of Bluna because we need your help!”
“wait a minute.” I said, confused.. “I thought Bluna was imaginary.” Recently I had created an imaginary world called bluna, which I traveled to whenever I could. But I hadn’t gone there for months, and my memory of it was growing fuzzy.
“well, you went there so many times that it became real. The universe works in mysterious ways.”
“oh.” I said, scratching my neck. “well anyway, My name is Jessie. Why were we going to Bluna again?” “oh yeah!” Queen sunset said. “we’re here because of The Aurora Gemstone.” “the what?” “don’t interrupt. The Aurora Gemstone is what keeps Bluna going, What Keeps the temperature in check, And makes sure it stays hidden.
You see, Bluna isn’t like other planets. As you know, It was Created by your, imagination and After awhile of pretending, Bluna became so real that it became a reality. But since you hadn’t been paying attention to science and all that stuff when you thought Bluna up, your imagination Created the Aurora Gemstone to keep all of us alive.” Kitten nodded, and looked to me. “but Recently, well, fifteen minutes ago, we realized that the Aurora Gemstone had been stolen by who knows who! And that’s where you come in.” ok, this was officially weird. “but why do I come in?” “well,” kitten said. “mainly because you are the creator of bluna, and also because we can’t do this alone. So. will you pleeease help us?”
“no.” “pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease?” “oh fine! But on one condition. If it’s been a month and all this isn’t over, you take me back to earth. Deal?” “deal! Oh, we’re here!” “quickly!” sunset said. “think of what you want to look like!” I thought real hard, and looked down at myself. It had worked! I was now taller, with long hair.
Suddenly the colors vanished, and I saw what I presumed was Svendoolia, the kingdom I had created for myself to rule. Only, the sky was brown, and the plants were dark and wilted. There was no one in the streets at all,
Not even animals. The svendoolia I had created was bright, and happy. Nothing like this! “ok, I changed my mind. I’m helping you no matter what!”
“well, that’s good. Come on, we need to get to the eagle palace.”


Chapter Two
Forest Trek.

When we got inside the palace, I had to shield my eyes.
Everything was so bright after the darkness outside!
When I could finally see, it was fantastic! There was a huge chandelier on the ceiling,
And the siding of the walls was gold! There was also a red carpet leading up to a jeweled
Throne in the middle of the room, and busy people carrying towels, and food, and other things were walking hurriedly back and forth.
As I was gaping at the scene, Kitten whispered to me; “Queen Sunset’s palace is even more beautiful!” just then, a big duck walked up. It must have been daisy, the chef I had created, because she was wearing an apron and Mittens, and carrying a plate of cookies!
“daisy!” kitten and Sunset ran toward daisy, and gave her a group hug.
“I haven’t seen you for ages!” “its only been a week daisy. We were just camping!”
Said eagle. “oh dear,” said Daisy. “I don’t suppose you saw-“ “we did. That’s why we brought her!” she said, pointing to me. “oh my!” Daisy said, walking over to me. “isn’t this Queen eagle?” “yes, I guess I am. Is there a problem with that?” I said. “and my name is not eagle.” “oh, but it is! Don’t you remember? That’s the name you chose for yourself on bluna. Aside from that, if you’re going to be finding that gem thing,
You’ll need supplies. I’ll go make you some lunches, and you go and find blankets, a compass, coats, and grappling hooks.” “grappling hooks?” I said, raising one eyebrow. “yes, grappling hooks. You never know.” At that, daisy went off to make lunch, and we went to find everything else. On our way to were Sunset supposed the grappling hooks were, I realized there was more to the palace than the front suggested! There was a room full of pets, there was a room full of pillows and trampolines, there was even a room with all types of dessert in it! Finally, we reached the ( and believe me when I say this,) mountain climbing room. We went in, got the hooks, and went out. There was no problem finding the other stuff. After that, we went back to daisy and she packed everything together in a suitcase. And so, we were soon on our way. The forest of svendoolia didn’t look half bad, even with everything wilted. There was a nice river next to the path, even though it was brown. And far ahead I could tell there was a waterfall. Sunset looked at me, and followed my gaze. “of course! That’s where we’ll stay tonight!” “what?!” I said.
I didn’t want to wake up wet! No way! But Sunset had her mind made up. And so, we started walking toward the waterfall. It was a long way to it, even though it was visible.
While we were walking, I saw a cozy looking cottage. “why can’t we stay there tonight?”
I said, hopefully. “nope!” said eagle and sunset in unison. I sighed, and went on. After awhile, I noticed the path was getting rocky. “uh oh.” Kitten said. “uh oh what?” I said.
“well, rocky roads have rock rats! And rock rats are bad news.”
“why are they ba-“ but before I could finish, I giant rat covered in rocks jumped out of the ground and bared its teeth! Needless to say, everyone screamed. Even in all the confusion, I remembered the grappling hooks we had packed, and that we each were carrying one. I hurled mine at the rat and it shrieked as the hook dug into its skin!
It sank back into the earth hissing. “whoa.” Said Kitten. “you saved us! I think we can stay at the cottage tonight. We’ll need our rest in case of more rock rats.” So we walked back to the cottage, and went in. on the inside, there was a living room with a nice fireplace. And a nice couch. We all lay down, and slowly drifted off to sleep.
When we woke up, the sun wasn’t shining, but you could tell it was morning. The sky was slightly lighter. Well, we went back out and started walking again. Sunset and kitten still wanted me to see the waterfall. Even though today, as the darkness was getting worse, I could see in the distance that its water had turned brown. While we were walking, I looked at the compass. There was something funny about it. The directions were, instead of NSEW, were ABRL. When I asked kitten about it, she said;
“those directions stand for Ahead, Behind, Right, and Left. Since Bluna has the Aurora gemstone to thank for itself, there are no magnetic poles, so our compasses point to the aurora gemstone.” “wouldn’t it always be trying to point down then?” “no. the Aurora Gemstone isn’t in the exact center of Bluna. It’s positioned slightly to the left. Or right, depending on your viewpoint.” “oh.” We walked for awhile more, until we came across some bushes. With, and you aren’t going to believe this, boxing gloves sticking out of them. “aha!” Kitten said, running to a bush. “ boxer bushes!” “what?” I said. I had forgotten what boxer bushes were. “boxer bushes!” she said again, obviously excited. Though it seemed to me at the point, that she was excited about nothing. “I challenged one of these once! Toughest fighter I ever met, but not as tough as me! First he punched me in the gut, then I gave him an uppercut, which is hard if your opponent has no chin. We were both injured but the…”
While she was going through her story, Sunset whispered to me;
“you might want to sit down. We could be here for awhile before she finishes!”
“hey!” Kitten said, with a Fake angry face. “the point is, I know how to beat this thing!”
“but-“ “just watch!” with that said, Kitten punched the bush in one of its gloves. But while it was trying to punch back, she started tickling it! The bush started shaking like crazy until its gloves just popped off. Kitten picked them up, and said, “girls, we’re eating glove tonight!” now I was really confused. “well, technically we’re eating glove today.” Said sunset. “yeah yeah whatever.” Sunset took out a pocketknife and handed it to eagle. She used it to cut one of the gloves into thirds, and handed us each a piece. They started eating theirs, but I wasn’t so sure. Kitten noticed my confused face, and said; “try it! It’s a delicacy in svendoolia!” “yeah,” I said, still unsure. “and I’ve heard fried iguana is also a delicacy.” But still, I broke off a chunk and tasted it if I had made It up, it couldn’t be that bad. The flavor was incredible! It was salty, sweet, sour, spicy, tangy, savory, and a few flavors that haven’t been invented yet! it was crunchy, yet it melted in my mouth! Kitten and Sunset looked at me, then started laughing. I realized that I was thinking out loud! My face turned red.
“don’t worry!” sunset said, still snickering. “that’s what happened to me when I first *snicker* tried it!” Kitten, who had finally calmed down, said; “yeah! Me too! Only I said it with a face you wouldn’t believe!” she made a face. I looked at them, and started laughing too. When we had finished one glove, kitten put the other in her pocket and we continued on. Along the way I saw lots of other strange plants in svendoolia. The baby ballroot, the jugweed, and so on. Finally, we made it to the Waterfall. Eagle walked up to it, and motioned for me to follow. “come on guys!” she said. She edged along the rocks on the side of the pool beneath,
And went behind the waterfall! Now I remembered. “come on in!” she said.
Slowly and carefully, me and sunset made our way into what I could see, was a cave!
“wow!” I said. “this is so cool!” “that’s not it.” Sunset said. “it’s not?” “you’ll see.” We continued on until we hit a bend in the cave. When we walked around I saw furniture! A bed, a picnic table, a couch, and some grooves in the wall shaped like shelfs that were covered in toys and games! I was so glad I made this up. “this is it!” sunset said. kitten started unpacking our lunch, and we ate half, and saved half for later. We also had the other glove, which was still delicious. After awhile we headed out, because even though we had planned to sleep there, it was still daytime, and they had to continue. We kept walking until I stumbled upon a hole. It was right in the middle of the path, and as far as I could tell, had no bottom. kitten walked up to it. “hmmmmm.” She said. She dropped a stone in.
From the hole came a faint; “hey! That hurt!” we heard a scrambling and the sound of rocks falling until finally, a fuzzy creature that looked like a tribble (from Star Trek.) with legs and arms came out! “what are you people doing on my property!?”
It yelled in our faces, actually creating wind, it was so loud. This seemed rude, especially since I had nearly killed myself because of his hole. “hey.” I said. “I definitely don’t remember making something as rude as you. You can’t be from here!”
“that’s right!” the Creature said. “im from the planet Nougon, and I don’t appreciate that bomb you sent up there. That’s the only reason I live in this dump.”
“what bomb?” said Kitten, confused. (wouldn’t you be?) the creature scratched his head.
“Whaddya mean? That thing definitely came from this place. I saw it! Straight from Bluna, Clear as day!” Sunset looked at all of us, one by one. “im pretty sure,” she said.
“that no kingdom on Bluna does, has, or will make bombs. They’re illegal!”
“hey…” I said. “maybe it was the guy who took the Aurora Gemstone?”
“that’s possible.” Said kitten. “and it also means now we have to find him more than ever.” “well that beats all!” the creature said. “you guys weren’t the ones what blowed up my flower Garden. You can pass! Just don’t step on my petunias. They finally bloomed today! Ta ta!” “hm. He was nice. Sort of.” I said as we went on. Eventually we came across a sign, that had four arrows pointing in different directions. One said “Boxer-Bush grove half a mile” another said “Climbing Trii 10 ft” I looked over to my left, where that sign was pointing. Sure enough, there was a tree. But all the branches were colored, and the leaves square!! I looked back to the sign. A third sign said: “Who knows?”
And the one on top proclaimed: “friendship island 2 miles”
“friendship island?” I said. “that’s a cheesy name.” “you remember why it’s named that?” said Kitten. “why?”
“because its literal. The whole island is in the shape of the word ‘friendship”
“huh.” “hey!” said sunset, pointing her finger in the air. “I just remembered, Friendship island is home to the fairy princess! She might know where the guy who stole the Aurora Gemstone is!” “lets go then!” I said. And so, we started walking in the direction the sign pointed. Along the way, we stumbled over a number of holes surprisingly identical to the first, each with a tribble-looking creature in it. Eventually, we came upon another signpost. This one had only two signs on it, one pointing toward “the terrible twin” and another to “the Terrorable twin” whoever had written the signs was obviously a terrible speller. I don’t think “terrorable” is even a word! “hmm” said sunset, scratching her head. “we can’t go ahead anymore, the path is forked!” “then what should we do?” I said. “lets go in the direction of the terrorable twin. That sounds better than the terrible twin. Or at least less terrifying.” “evidently” so we continued on. Soon we began to come across more signs, each bearing a warning, such as “turn back if you like your soul!”
“warning: unspeakable horrors ahead!” and “don’t keep walking!” I could hear owls hooing, and the sky was turning an even darker shade of brown, telling me it was getting late. The trees were beginning to form a cave, and the sky was getting harder to differentiate the sky from the branches. Finally, we came across an old cottage. On the door was a sign saying: “ the dwelling of Tina the Terrorable.” We walked up the front porch, and knocked on the door. From inside there was a loud “EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!” and then nothing. I opened the door to see an old lady hiding under a couch. “what are you doing under there?” I said. “are you a burglar?” said the old lady. “no” “are you a witch? Or a terrorist? Or a murderer?”
“no, no, and no. I’m just a girl. My name is Jessie.” “my name is Tina the Terrorable.” “than shouldn’t you be terrifying or something?” “no!” she exclaimed. “don’t you know what terrorable means? It means I’M the one afraid” “than what are all the signs out front for? And the tree cave?” the signs are to keep burglars and witches and terrorists and murderers away, and the tree cave looks much better when the sun is out. Oh but you must be here for something! Otherwise why would you be here? Maybe you’re here for tea, are you here for tea? I’ll go make some tea.” The she rushed into the kitchen to make the aforementioned tea. While she was making tea we all sat down on the couch. She came in and set the tea down on the table. “so,” she said. “what are you here for?” “we’re here for directions.” I said. “directions to where?” “to friendship island.” “oh dear.” She said, wrinkling her eyebrows. “what?” “I’m afraid it’s not that simple. I’ll have to get the map.” She rushed over to a cabinet in the corner, and started rooting through drawers.
“ah!” she exclaimed, holding up a piece of papyrus. “here it is!” she walked back over.
She sat down. “now, this is f svendoolia. It has specific directions that lead from here to Friendship island.” I looked at the map. On the way to friendship island, there were many symbols that described a few things that probably weren’t good. “this,” tina said, pointing to a little cottage on the map. “is where we are. On the way to friendship island, you’ll have to pass through the davidsons snow hideout. To do that, you’ll have to go through their house of surprises. You’ll also have to find their snow house, which, unfortunately, is usually hidden in a different place every time. After that you’ll undoubtedly find the monkey kings tree house, where you should spend the night because one, it will be dark by then, and two, he uses bamboo sheets which, I’m told, are very comfortable. You’ll also have to go through the haunted forest, and to do that, you’ll need this.” She handed me a chain with a rabbits foot, a small horseshoe, a dried four-leaf-clover, and a dream-Catcher on it. “wear this around your neck, for good luck. After that, to go over the bridge that leads to friendship island, you’ll have to answer the question the easter-island head asks you.” “well then,” eagle said. “we’d better get going!” and so, we set out on our journey to friendship island.

Chapter three
The Journey.

We had been walking for awhile, when suddenly, it began to get colder.
I shivered and hugged my sides. “here” sunset said. “the coats daisy made us pack.” “thanks.” We all put them on. We kept walking until the ground started to turn white. It was snowing! Everything around us was a winter wonderland! “I’m guessing,” I said. “that this is where the davidsons snow house is.” “that’s right.” Said sunset. “and I’m guessing its up there.” I followed her gaze. At least half a mile away from us was a huge mountain! “maybe we should climb it, and see if the hideout is up there?” “good idea.” Said kitten. “lets go!” we climbed for hours and the top of the mountain still looked far away. Somewhere in the middle, I heard a loud noise. I looked up. “AVALANCHE!” I shouted! We all ran down the mountain, but the avalanche was coming too fast! Finally, I crouched down in a ball and waited. The avalanche kept getting louder, and louder, until finally…
Nothing. I looked up. “this isn’t the mountain.” I whispered to myself. I was in a room, with walls made of snow! “where am i?” I said to no one in particular. “why,” said a voice from nowhere. “you’re in our snow house!” suddenly, two Boys popped out at me from behind a chair. “I’m David.” Said one. “I’m David.” Said the other. Another boy about four years old walked slowly out from behind the chair. “I’m Tyler.” He said.
I looked at them, confused. “but,” I said, raising one eyebrow. “but if you’re David, and you’re David, then shouldn’t he be-“ “our mother decided too late that naming us all the same was a bad idea.” Said the tallest. “um,” said the middle-sized david, who was wearing glasses. “david? I do believe that she might want to know where she is, seeing that she is obviously not from around here.” “oh, right. We are the Davidson’s, and you are in our snow house. Wait a minute.” He said, leaning in and looking at me funny. “I saw you in a book once. You’re supposed to be the creator of bluna!”
“oh,” I said, stammering. “I, I guess I am.” “wow!” said tyler. “I sawed you in a fairytale book once! Cept’ you were wearin’ a dress.” “well,” said the one with glasses. “this is an occasion worth celebrating! Lets make a feast in honor of this day! I’ll get started on the quiche.” “and I’ll get started on the salad!” said the tallest one. “tyler, you can chop the carrots.” “yay!” “wait!” I said. “where are Kitten and Sunset?” “what?” said the tallest one. “there were people with you?” “yes!” I was shouting now, and I was starting to cry. “oh. I’m sorry, we didn’t find anyone else. I’m sure they’re ok. If you get far enough up the mountain, the snow is made of vanilla pudding.” “huh?” I said, confused. “in fact,” he said. “while we’re making quiche and salad, can you go and gather some? Here.” He said, handing me a bowl, and a spear. “good luck!”
then He ran off to what I presumed was the kitchen. I looked around until I found a door. I went out, and stepped in something mushy. Sure enough, the snow was made of vanilla pudding. I kneeled down, and starting scooping pudding into the bowl, laying the spear down beside me. As I was scooping, I realized I was still crying, and that my tears were falling into the bowl. I still couldn’t believe that kitten and sunset were gone. They were like my tour guides, even in a world that I had created. After all, they actually lived here. Most of all, they were my companions, and I wouldn’t enjoy continuing on my own. Just then, I heard a gurgling sound. I looked up. Some of the pudding was starting to take a shape. I watched as the pudding finally took the rough shape of a human. I sat there, dumbfounded. Suddenly, the creature lunged forward, with its mouth as widely open as it could be, (which, for a creature made of pudding, is VERY wide.) I screamed and jumped out of the way. Then I remembered the spear that david had given me. I grabbed it, and threw it at the creature. It screamed, and flew into my bowl. But just as soon as that one was gone, another popped up, and when that one was gone, up popped another!
And so, it turned out that this was how you gathered mountain pudding.
By the time I went back into the snow house, I was exausted. But it was worth it, because the pudding was like none I had ever tasted, and tasted wonderful on the quiche. When the feast was done, we all washed the dishes, and soon I was able to get to the point.
“oh.” Said the david with glasses after I told them. “so that’s why you’re here. I’m terribly sorry, but if you’re in a hurry you’ll have to go through our house of illusions. It’s the quickest way off the mountain. Unless…” “unless what?” I said. “well, you could take the sled, but the mountain is so steep, and the pudding monsters don’t like it. However, the steepness of the mountain would make it fast.” “I’ll do it!” I said. “anything to save bluna! Show me where the sled is!” “alright. Follow me.” He led me down to their basement. “whoa.” I said. “dejavu.” The sled was very big, and we had trouble getting it through the door. But it paid off, and soon I was zipping down the mountain. Everything was going smoothly, until I began to hit some bumps. The bumps became bigger and bigger, and more kept popping up, until I finally hit one so big that I flew off the sled, and landed, hitting my head on a tree. I looked up. Upon further inspection I saw that the tree had a face, and it was looking straight at me! It raised one eyebrow. “who… are… you?” it said. “I’m Jessica.” I said, staring wide-eyed at it.
“you… May… Pass” it said, and lifted some of its branches to reveal a path. I got down from the tree, and started walking. As I was walking, I began hearing strange noises. But I ignored them, and walked on. I was sure I was nearing the exit, when I fell into a huge hole! I tried to climb out, but it was much to deep. So I sat and waited, hoping someone would rescue me.

I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I knew, I was being carried off by who knows who, I couldn’t see them because they had put me in a sack, but I knew they couldn’t be friendly. Whoever it was put me down, and started talking.
“these durn people are so easy to trap! Back in my time it was harder. You had to actually set bait, and there weren’t just holes, no sir, there were nets, and cages and-“
“aw, shut up pa. we got it didn’t we?” said another. By then I was no longer sleep muddled, and began to try and chew a hole in the bag. After about 15 minutes of this,
I had made a hole big enough to see through. (the bag was very tough. I wouldn’t be surprised if it was bulletproof!) what I saw was unbelievable. My captors were deer!
“yes paw.” One said. “as soon as we git the fire goin, we’ll have ourselves some grilled human!” my eyes widened. I immediately began trying to get through the hole in the top where they had tied the bag, but no such luck! “alright paw,” I heard. “I got the fire started.” One of the deer picked up the bag, and started carrying me towards the fire! “here it is paw.” I was dumped out into the fireplace, and immediately ran away, my entire body in pain from the fire. “son!” I heard as I was running. “I dun told ya! You gotta kill it first!” as soon as I got a chance to rest, I sat down, and looked at the burn marks on my arm. They hurt. Bad. When I was done looking at my burns, I got up and looked around me. Behind me was just forest, but ahead of me was a bridge. With an Easter island head.

Chapter three:
In which Jessie meets the thief.

I looked at the head. I started to walk over the bridge, but the head said;
“no. answer question.”
“oh.” I said. “whats the question?” the Easter island head scrunched up its face, thinking.
And then answered; “what is two times three times four times five minus 118?”
I thought. This was obviously a trick question. I answered. “two?” the head scrunched up its head again, confirming the answer. “I will not tell. You walk across bridge. If bridge fall apart, answer wrong.” I gulped. I started walking across the bridge. It creaked a little, but it didn’t fall apart. “phew.” I said, and stepped off the bridge. Now I had to find the fairy princess. Maybe I could ask someone? I started walking around, keeping an eye open for any clue as to where she was. I looked up. It was getting dark, and I realized that I had forgotten to stop at the monkey kings tree house. Oh well. I kept walking until I saw a sign. It said; “this way the the realm of the fairy princess”
So I started walking that way, until I saw a gate. On the other side was a garden, and when I looked closer, a very small house.
There was a rustling inside of it, and someone came out. It was obviously the fairy princess. “um, hello.” I said. “ah!” she said. “here you are! We’ve been expecting you. Come in, come in. oh yes. The size issue. Ah well. Now, tell me why you’re here.” so I told her everything about the snow mountains, and the deer, and the man with the aurora gemstone. “ah.” She said. “well, if you want to find the man who took it, go back through the haunted forest, back over the mountain, and back to the sign you saw. Then just follow the sign that says ‘who knows?’.” “aw, man!” I said. “all that for nothing, and now I have to do It all over again?” “don’t worry! there’s another way off this island. It leads straight back to that sign. If you had looked up, you would have seen it. Come with me. She flew up and out of the garden, beckoning me to follow. I did, and followed her over to the start of the bridge. “look up!” she said. I did, and saw a skylift! “using this,” she said. “you can go back to the sign and not worry about any of the obstacles you had to pass while getting here. Climb up.” I climbed up the ladder into the skylift. “pull the lever!” I looked beside me. There was a lever sticking out of the wall. I pulled it, and began to move away. “goodbye!” I shouted through the window. “goodbye!” she shouted back to me. I was on my way.
After awhile of moving, I was set down next to the signpost, as promised.
I got out, and followed the sign saying “who knows?”
I kept walking, until I saw a castle. I was about to go in, when somebody hit me on the head with a rock! The last thing I heard was “pesky kids.” Then, all went black.
I awoke in a room made of stone. Even worse, I was in a cage!
I looked beside me. I saw kitten and sunset, in cages as well! “kitten! Sunset!” I said, excited. “Jessie! We were so worried!” said kitten. “but, how did you get here?” so, yet again, I told the whole story over. I was just finishing when a man walked in. he was carrying a big, bright crystal that could only be the Aurora Gemstone. He walked over to a machine in the middle of the room, and put the Gemstone inside. Suddenly the room started to shake! He looked over my way. “well well well! You’re awake.” He walked closer. “so this is the famed creator of bluna, eh? You don’t look so tough. I scowled. “what are you doing with the Aurora Gemstone?” I said. “it’s really very simple.”
He said, walking back over to the stone. “the Aurora Gemstone contains enough raw power, that when focused, which is what this machine is doing, it could be used to completely destroy bluna! Once it is reduced to less than rubble, I will once again use the power of the stone to recreate it to my liking! The only person in the way is you.”
“me?” I said, confused. “why am I in the way?” “because!” he said, surprised that I didn’t know. “you are the creator of bluna! Therefore, you can create anything more that you want! Oops. I guess I shouldn’t have told you that.” “hmm.” I thought. “anything I want? Ok then, I create a Sumatran tiger!” a tiger popped out of thin air, and began attacking the man! He ran out of the room, screaming! “ok.” I thought. “now I create a chainsaw!” a chainsaw popped out of thin air, and into my hands. I used it to get us all out of the cages. “cool!” sunset said. “now we just have to get the Aurora Gemstone.”
“ok!” I said, and used the chainsaw to get the stone out of the machine.
“wait a minute!” said kitten. “the Aurora Gemstone’s home is in the middle of the planet! How are we going to put it back?” “how do you think he got it out?” I said.
“I create a digging machine!” a tractor with a drill on the front popped up, and we all got in! “start!” I shouted, and we began to dig. After awhile, the tractor stopped digging, telling us it had reached the middle of bluna. We got out, and looked around. It was wonderful! We were in an underground cave, completely covered with gems,
And in the middle, was a diamond pedestal. I walked over, and placed the Aurora Gemstone on the pedestal. I couldn’t tell anything had changed, but when we got out of the cave, it was a sight to behold! While walking back to the palace, I saw that the color pond’s water was rainbow colored, the sky was blue, and white fluffy clouds floated above us. In the streets there were children playing, and animals playing with them, and inside the eagle palace was even more beautiful than I had imagined. Literally.
When we got back to the eagle palace, I was sad. Sure I had just saved a planet, but I would miss Svendoolia. I walked up to sunset. “sunset?” I said. “what?” “do you think” I said. “do you think I could stay here for awhile as Queen Eagle?” “well.”
Sunset said. “what about your parents? Wouldn’t they miss you?” “yes, I guess they would.” I sighed. “wait!” said kitten. “don’t you remember? The space warp can travel space and time! We just return her the moment she left!” “really?” I said. “so I can stay?” “yes!” said kitten. “now come on! I’ll show you all the clothes in your closet.”
And so, I had a great time in svendoolia, and came back a month later, the moment I left.
I also stayed for the whole of summer vacation, and went back when summer vacation began. It’s confusing, but I got used to it. Anyway, that’s the end, of my story, so;
The End.

Pet rocks!

hi everyone! i now have a pet rock named caddy. she is so cute.
pet rocks totally rock! heres a tip: its fun to google "how to train a pet rock" and see what you can find.

Evonula

Hi everyone!
heres the deal. i used to go to a place called greencamp, a day camp with some of my friends.
greencamp was hosted at the home of our camp leader, m.
anyway, M had a little playground in her backyard, and she would allow us to play in it for a little while in the middle of the day. some of the kids came up with a game, where some people where werewolves, and some were vampires. long story short, thanks to me and my friends A C and R,
there ended up being werewolves, vampires, wizards, and everythings.
this morning i was telling my friend lucy about it, and she had the idea that we could make it into a website, and every once in a while the people who joined on the website would get together in real life, and have actual face-to-face battles. so we made the website, and here it is:
P.S: Evonula, is pronounced ev-on-yoo-luh.

http://evonulabattles.blogspot.com/

My Brother.

today is not starting out well. i just tripped over the EXERCISE BIKE and added a rope burn to my sun burn, and owen yelled at me because i got in front of his stupid video game in the process.
even worse, he thinks i did it on purpose. having a brother stinks.

Job.

Today my dad has had the same job for 20 years. how cool is that?
they sent him a Plaque, and a new Watch.

Food.

I was just watching a show online called "Jamie Oliver's Food Revolution."
it's a show about a guy named jamie oliver, who goes to huntington, the least healthy town, in the least healthy state, in the least healthy country, in the world. (which by the way, is america.) they showed some facts about food that are really disturbing.
for a start, an experiment revealed that most children in preschool, kindergarten, and possibly older don't know their basic vegetables and fruits. when presented with cauliflower, tomatoes, and eggplant, (which was dubbed egg salad by the kids.) they got the answers wrong, and when presented with a potato, they obviously had no idea because they didn't even bother to guess.

heres another one. they showed how much fat goes into a class of children from preschool age to ten, and it was massive! not only that, it was the look of the stuff. they were actually using real fat, and they had to use a dump truck just to get it from point A to point B.

even worse, when jamie asked about it, he discovered that children (maybe just in the one school, i don't know.) from preschool age, to ten yrs didn't know how to use a fork, or a knife, because they weren't allowed to. thats right, they were forced to use either a spoon, or their fingers to eat their food.

this is the big one.
when you take off the good parts of a chicken, you are left with the strings and giblets of cartilage and tendons that nobody wants to eat. fast food companys have found a way to sneak it into our diets, without us even knowing about it. they take all that gross stuff, and run it through a food processer. then they add flavor, preservatives, flour, and mix it all together into a goo that looks like pink whipped cream. finally, they mold it into a patty shape, and bread it and fry it, creating the disgusting, unhealthy chicken nugget. how can such a horrific creation be so delicious and famous at the same time?

if you want to watch the show, you can find it online:
http://www.hulu.com/search?query=Jamie+Oliver%27s+Food+Revolution&st=1

or watch it on tv, fridays 9:00/8:00c on ABC.

New Story.

hi everyone! I JUST FINISHED A NEW BOOK! ITS MY BEST BOOK EVER!!!!!!!!!!!
of course i'm not gonna show you just yet. i'll put it up later though. when i do, be sure to tell me what you think, ok? my mom said it was "cool, and very involved."
Bye!

Anime.

I have seen 15 anime movies:
Nausicaa of the valley of the wind, steam boy, tales from earthsea, grave of the fireflys, kiki's delivery service, my neighbor totoro, Ponyo, princess mononoke, whisper of the heart, the cat returns,
Porco rosso, Pom Poko, castle in the sky, Spirited away, howls moving castle. i highly reccomend "whisper of the heart" by Hayao Miyazaki, and Princess mononoke, by i-don't-know. watch it!
by the way, i'm pretty sure most/all of these movies can be found on Veoh.com, and watched for free.

Tea.

I have gotten into the habit of drinking tea every day. Golden Egyptian Chamomile.
i don't know why. i just do.

Spring Cleaning.

I went on a Cleaning Spree today.
i Scrubbed the toilets, Cleaned & Polished my room, Cleaned & Polished the stove,
and disinfected the doorknobs, light switches, paintings, both tvs, (the new one & the old one.) and the exercise bike. i don't know why i went on a cleaning spree. i was just bored, i guess.
B-O-R-E-D T-O D-E-A-T-H. so now the stove and the toilets are clean, and most surfaces in the house are germ/dust free. on another note, how is it that just a few days ago i was boiling in a tank top and shorts,
and now i have to wear a coat outside again? sigh. maybe it was a heat wave?
Meh.

Plants.

My room is now full of plants. i have an Aloe-Vera, a Spider plant, A Parsley plant, a Philodendron,
and FIVE CACTI!!!
they're doing really well, probably because i keep them near a window. oh, did you know that Philodendrons are from the Brazil rainforest? and both Aloe-Vera's and Cacti (well, duh!) are from the desert? my room is an exotic garden. :) i can't wait until one of the Cacti blooms, because when she does, it'll be a BURST of Bright Sunny Orange!!!! it'll be so cool. on another note, we found out that Owen is lactose intolerant, so we decided to experiment with alternatives to Ice Cream.
We discovered that both sorbet, and ice cream made with coconut milk taste delicous.
no seriously, you should try them.

HAPPY DAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Guess what everyone? we got a FLATSCREEN TV! it is HUUUUUUUGE!!!!!!!! and best of all?
IT WAS FREE! we got it from my grandpa, who didn't want it because he has a bigger TV. (he has a thing for technology. he has also went through two GPS's, and is currently using a third.)
the new tv has such good color. poor me, i had no idea what i was missing! well, owen and i are going to go see what "ice age" looks like on the new tv. bye!

Weird Al Yankovic Songs:

Weird Al Yankovic Songs:

http://www.veoh.com/search/videos/q/Weird+al#watch%3Dv14223308aEhJSAgQ

http://www.veoh.com/search/videos/q/Weird+al#watch%3Dv14223314QWCH7GKQ

http://www.veoh.com/search/videos/q/Weird+al#watch%3Dv14223312fwgS4BDZ

http://www.veoh.com/search/videos/q/Weird+al#watch%3Dv12087889EAsYMrBm

http://www.veoh.com/search/videos/q/Weird+al#watch%3Dv14223316yehmqmPW

http://www.veoh.com/search/videos/q/Weird+al#watch%3Dv17485065RMZ8Edf2

http://www.veoh.com/search/videos/q/Weird+al#watch%3Dv14223311ztJSHwsh\

http://www.veoh.com/search/videos/q/Weird+al+ground+zero#watch%3Dv14223315SPzxrTJw

Random Jabbering.

i've been thinking about a calvin & hobbes comic lately, and in this one, he actually makes a point worth pondering. why were humans created with a sense of humor? what purpose does it serve?
i have no idea. i've also been reading my moms blog. was i really that funny when i was little?
i also want overalls. i'm just randomly jabbering today.

NEW GLASSES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

guess what everyone? I JUST GOT NEW GLASSES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
They're black in front, red everywhere else, and VIP is engraved on the side.
They're so cool! they feel a little funny though, because they're made of plastic, but i'll get used to it.
Pictures ASAP!

Safe-Cracker.

Today i cracked a safe. we were at the thrift store, and i saw a used safe i could use to keep my money in. unfortunately, the person who gave it away forgot to include the combination.
so i decided to try and crack it. i put my ear up to the safe, and twisted the dial around randomly.
then, i heard a funny noise, and it popped right open! and there in the safe, was the combination.
What a fluke.

spring.

Its springtime again, and that means change is in the air! it really does. first highlight of the spring: its time for the annual harvesting of the spring onions!
this tradition has been going on for a while. i'm pretty sure since i was seven!
me and owen are the only ones who do it, but its still fun.
two years in a row, i tried to dry them out on the clothesline so i could pestle them.
and one year i had them in scrambled eggs! mmmmm. we usually do it went its good and warm outside. that way, we can wear short clothing so we don't get too much dirt on our clothes. and an even better reason, thats when the spring onions grow. we don't grown them wild, they're just their. along with wild strawberrys, common wood sorrel, flea bane, and who knows what else! i can't really remember why we started doing it. i guess one year, seven year old me thought it would be fun to pick the onion grass instead of just looking at it. i got owen to join, and voila! a tradition was born. this year, mom didn't like us harvesting the onions. it would have been fine, but when we whacked the grass against the side of the house, it got a ton of dirt on the patio, and when we washed them we got the sink all dirty, and when owen got out a bowl to hold them he broke one. oh well. and now, how to harvest and prepare your spring onions! its real simple. first you dig a hole around the onion grass, as close as you can to the plant. then you grab it as close to the root as possible, and yank it out. then you have to get rid of the dirt. i usually just whack it on the side of the house a few times, and that does the trick.
if you want to put them in scrambled eggs, heres how you do it:
first, follow steps one through three of how to pick them. then wash them. then, separate the grass from the onion. put the onions in the fridge to save them, and any extra onion grass.
then, chop the onion grass up into small bits. finally, proceed to make scrambled eggs, except when you're done stirring them, pour in the chopped up onion grass. Bon apetit!
and remember, there is DEFINITELY onion grass in your backyard. you just have to know what it looks like. of course, if you live in, like, greenland, there won't be onion grass. sorry.
another highlight of the spring: we put the hammock back up! it goes up inside our house, so i had to clean like crazy to make room for it. the hammock is REALLY fun! it quadruples as a swing, a bed, a couch, and a game. (i get on the hammock and start swinging, and owen runs back and forth in front of me, trying not to get hit.) i really like our hammock.
Yet another hightlight of the spring:
i'm getting new glasses soon! i think somewhere around the 15th. i know that isn't really much of a highlight, but its still exciting.
another highlight of the spring:
the St. Patrick's day parade!!!!!!! my brother goes for the candy they throw off the floats,
my dad goes for who-knows-what, and me and my mom go for the bagpipes!
last year was really fun. my friend grace (who is actually irish!) came into town to visit her cousin, and we got to march in the parade, (apparently there's a part of the parade called "irish heritage" that lets anyone march in it.) and, the biggest highlight of the day was, i got to go to graces cousins house to play, and while we were there, the mayor drove up and i got to meet him!
Final highlight of the spring:
the spring is the warmest month of the year that i get to play with lucy, before she goes on her annual summer vacation. (every year she goes to California for three months with her grandma, who they don't see often because lucy moved to New Jersey.)
all in all, spring is the very best month there is.

Harry Potter.

I met Harry potter today at the park. Well, not really, he just looks like Harry potter. I’ll put my day from the point we met, into story form.

The day I met Harry potter. AKA JP

I was running so hard, that my throat was cold and my legs were aching. My backpack was heavy, and was evidently chafing my shoulders and armpits. I was being chased by my brother and his three friends.
We were playing superhero, they were bad and I was good. I had hired a bodyguard earlier, but he crossed over to the other side. I clambered up the play structure. I needed a place to hide.
I looked right. Nothing. I looked left. The slide! I could slide down, and Jam myself halfway through! They would never think to look for me there!
I ran over, but there was someone in front of it. “excuse me?” I said. “can I get by?” “I don’t know. Are you good?” “what do you mean?” “I am guarding the slide from evil. Are you good?”
I explained to him that I was being chased, and needed refuge quick. “oh!” he said, as I started to slide down. “go ahead good sir!” “I’m a girl!” I said, one eyebrow raised. “oh, I’m sorry.” I slid down to the middle of the slide, and jammed my feet in different directions, so as not to go down the rest of the way. I looked up. I could still see the boy. Hopefully my brother and his friends wouldn’t see me. I heard footsteps. And my brothers voice. “hey!” he said to the boy. “move over, she’s in there!” “I’m sorry.” said The boy (who I was already thinking of as Harry Potter.) “I can’t let you go down. You see, I am guarding the slide from evil, and if you are chasing someone, then you are most surely evil” “come on guys.” My brother said. “lets look somewhere else.” When they were nice and far away, I climbed up the slide. “thanks!” I said to Harry Potter. “I’m Bridget. But you can also call Me Eagle. Whats your name?” then he told me his name, which I can only Recall as JP.
We kept playing superheroes, and Harry kept helping me. on the play equipment, we discovered that we both had a lense out of our glasses, on the same side! Eventually, my brother and his friends disqualified me for making up my own Superhero. (she’s called “the Artist.” She can draw anything in the air with her magic Finger, and make it real.) after that, I went to the highest spot on the playground, and sat down, bored. Just then, Harry came up! “Hi!” he said. “hi.” I said.
“I was wondering if you would like to be friends.” “sure.” I said, standing up he offered me his hand. I looked at him for a bit, and then shook it. He sat down. “what are you doing?” he said, curious.
“right now I’m sitting.” “hmm” I thought. “he’s nice. Maybe I should show him?” I pondered this question to myself for a bit, and then unzipped my backpack. “what are you doing?” he said. “getting something.”
After digging in my backpack for awhile, I pulled out my svendoolia journal. “see this?” I said, opening it. “this is my Svendoolia Journal. The first few pages is sciency stuff, from my month at greencamp.
But then, there’s a map. A map of svendoolia!” “whats svendoolia?” “it’s a place that nobody knows but a special handful of my Many friends. Now, you’re one of them. Anyway, this journal is full of maps of svendoolia, which I draw in my spare time.” “huh.” He said, looking with Interest at my Drawing of the Color pond.
“in my spare time, I like to draw, and write stories.” Now, I was excited. He liked the same things I do! This was evidently fate.
“really?” I said. “me too! I love drawing, and I’ve written five books and a million stories!”
“have you ever gotten anything published?” he said. “not yet, but I’m working on one that should be.”
Then I described to him my new book, “Search for the Aurora Gemstone” we sat and talked for awhile longer, until I started to get bored “hey.” I said.
“do you want to go on a quest for a better understanding of nature?” a question I had asked nearly half the kids on the playground. None answered with anything but no, probably because I always started with “greetings mortal”. “sure!” he said. So we got up, and went to look at rotten logs. Finding nothing there, we went to the lake next to the playground, where I met his younger brother. That’s also where I saw a rubber salamander in the water, discovered many plants that are NOT wood sorrels, and found much onion grass, and a black duck. (a genetic mutation if I ever saw one!)
Unfortunately, it is also where we said goodbye. But fortunately, it is also where I discovered that he had brought his dog too, (we had taken Sadie in the trunk of the car.) and where we exchanged E-mails.
In short, it was a great day.

Dreams.

Last night i had a dream about Magic pizza, Team rocket, and Vegetarian McDonald's.
The MTV dream. I've also had the LCG dream, (Legos Cave Ghost.) the JOC dream,
(Jack-o-lantern Octopus Caterpillar costume) the RPC dream, (Railroad President Chicken costume.)
and so on. yes, i abbreviate my dreams. why not? its an easy way to keep track of them.
you know, some people think of dreams as omens. blah. some people think of them as "windows to another world". you're kidding me, right?
Do you know what i see them as? My own personal Amusement park!
Dreams are little worlds with little stories, that our brains recreate every night to either
Let us have fun, or scare us out of our wits. (like, i had this one dream, about a shark lady, who kept coming back no matter what we did to lose her!) some people just fall asleep, and wake up, without ever thinking about their dream. but me? i look forward to dreaming! its the highlight of my night! remember i told you before about what other people think about dreams? (line 6.)
well, (and no offense.) people like that should stop getting all deep about it, get their heads into the clouds, and enjoy it before they wake up! i'm not saying that dreams can't be important, (a dream sparked the idea for one of my favorite self-written books! the LDS dream.) i'm just saying that they can be a heck of a lot more fun if they're seen as something fun, not omens and everything-else-i-said-before. and with that, i go back to watching Aladdin 3. (its a good movie, and you can find it on youtube too!)

Grrr.

i hate my mom right now. i was playing with my duct tape sword and she told me to go in the back room with it. and then, AS i was going, she pulled the sword out of my hands, and threw it into the backroom, forbidding me to play with it.
adults are so clueless sometimes. :(

A little Zoologist.

Hi everyone! here's the deal:
my 7 year old brother has decided to become a zoologist, and i would like to ask all the people out there who read my blog if they could leave some comments about non-fictional animal books we could buy/rent for him. and if you actually know us, and want to give us some books, go ahead.
just no little kid stuff, such as "where frogs come from" which i found in our bookshelf a little bit ago. (like fifteen minutes, actually.) thanks to everyone who shares knowledge and books with us,
and remember, you could be helping to build my brothers career in zoology. he really knows his stuff! for instance, does anyone else out there know what Cephalopods and Crocodilians Are?
huh? if you do, than i bet you didn't know that you can milk a cobra! yea, thats right, stumped you there, didn't i? (these facts provided by my brother, who IS as smart as i made him sound.)

WACKY STORY!

okay, this is a REALLY WEIRD true story, told by my mom.
ok, so theres a video (of unknown location.) of my grandma and grandpa on vacation in Hawaii.
it starts out as a normal home video, but then, ( and i'm not embellishing, people!)
a monkey comes up and grabs the camera! and then you see the sky, and then the ground, and then a close up of my grandpa's Nose! i haven't actually seen the video, but mothers don't lie, Right?

Another poem. (by me!)

Listen for winter,
Cool snow flies
Cloudy symphony singing.
Gentle winter goddess,
Dancing in light blue skys.
Temperature low spirits high,
Little snowy faeries singing,
Blessings of one last snowstorm.
A blanket of white,
Come overnight,
Just in time for the end of winter,
The big finale comes.
I am overjoyed.

Princess Butterfly and the Mushroom King.

It was May 14^th 2009, when Princess butterfly and the mushroom king decided to get married.

It was under a beautiful Crescent moon,

In the middle of the safety circle. (seen on the map.) Unfortunately, Just as the mushroom king had finished proposing, Abigail, head of the royal council showed up. “princess! No!” she said while running up, “you know full well the mushroom king is a murderer!” “but there’s no proof!” the princess said. “nevertheless, I have to get you back to your Castle.” And then, she dragged Princess butterfly back to her castle, shooting The mushroom king mean looks all the while. When Abigail got back to the eagle palace,

She told me (Queen eagle is my name.) of her “rescue.” Both me AND princess Butterfly Know that The mushroom king is a nice guy, but according to Abigail, its guilty until proven innocent. And no one can change her mind, not even me. I decided I would sleep on it.

that night, when even Abigail was asleep, the mushroom king snuck into butterfly’s castle,

and invited her to his palace. Of course she said yes, and their night was filled with food, drink, and Twister. But their laughs woke Abigail,

Who immediately ran to the Mushroom palace, and found them with their right arms on red, their left arms on green, and both legs on yellow. She immediately dragged Butterfly off to her palace, and king mushroom to the dungeon. As Abigail locked the cell, The mushroom king couldn’t help thinking, “what is with her?”

And he actually had a point, if I do say so myself. That day as Abigail told me of her Second “rescue” I decided enough was enough.

I went over to princess butterfly’s castle, and together, we devised a plan. But we would wait until nighttime, to put it into action.

That night, I snuck out with butterfly to free the mushroom king.

After much pounding of the bars with a hammer, ( for only Abigail held the keys.) we managed to free him. I took them over to a clover hill in the park, where we would begin the ceremony. Of course though, our shuffling woke up Abigail, (who, as you may have noticed, is a VERY light sleeper.) And as I began to marry them, the palace gaurds showed up! And so, I was forced to do the ceremony while fighting them off. “princess butterfly!” I socked someone in the stomach. “do you vow to stay with mushroom king, in sickness and health?”

“I do!” she said, obviously excited. “Mushroom king!” I kicked someone in the shin. “do you vow to stay with butterfly,” I ducked. “Through rich and poor?” he hesitated, and then said, “I do.”

And they kissed just as the sun rose. J

Aftermath:

I don’t really need to say it: they all lived happily ever after! Butterfly and The mushroom king love to have picnics on that hill of clovers, in honor of their wedding night. And they still love the game twister. Abigail continues to compulsively guard Svendoolia, but she’s been a little choosier about threats since then.

And I love to drop by the mushroom palace (where they usually are these days.) for little visits. In short, everything was just peachy. Until the next adventure of course. ;)